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welcome to phonetutorials, an independent roleplay blog for ralph (phone guy) from fnaf, called by rick. please read my rules before interacting!

📞 CARRD 📞 RULES 📞 ABOUT 📞 VERSES 📞

#📞 || if you're hearing this; you've made a very poor career choice. (pinned.) || 📞#{ unused phone guy line my beloved <3 }#{ anyway whats up gamers its phone time!!!!!! }

@redgentleengie ❤︎'d!

❝ I ask for nothing...but maybe I'm lying. I don't know anything, but I know I'm trying. ❞

#redgentleengie #redgentleengie; 003 #📞 |v| remember to smile! (001.) |v| 📞#{ ah the classic ''f.azbear employees being suspicious of their employers'' conundrum }#{ sometimes i think about that one vine where somebody falls down from the ceiling into a store(?) }#{ and the guy and the clerk casually greet each other }#{ ''hey ron'' ''hey billy'' that one gsfdkngfds }#{ that's just f.azbear employees tbh . shit falling apart around them and they're just like ''oh hey man how're the kids'' }

@sorevivals ❤︎'d! ( for ollie! )

❝ I was just like you. And just like me, you're gonna make it through. ❞

#sorevivals #sorevivals; 002 #📞 |v| got out alive. (003a.) |v| 📞#{ woe! dad mode be upon ye! }#{ putting this in his ''survived the night'' verse bc that makes the ''you're gonna make it through'' hit a teensy bit harder :) }

lyrical starter call mayhaps??

#📞 || i wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. (starter call.) || 📞#{ starter call jumpscare! }#{ i love and miss mah boi and i'm in a f.naf mood in general so time to revive him lol }#{ i'll track down the replies i need to do on this blog someday... for now i throw starter calls at the dash }

me when i dream an epic f.naf 2 death minigame and wake up in the middle of it :(

#🎬 || time for bear. (ooc.) || 🎬#{ its relevant to the movie though so... no details here </3 }

just watched the f.naf 2 m.ovie and i have so many thoughts.......

#🎬 || time for bear. (ooc.) || 🎬#{ i will not spoil anything without tagging it but oh my god. masterpiece. }

screenshotsofdespair

wearepaladin

sch-uwu-lchen

#📞 || remember to smile; you are the face of freddy fazbear's pizza! (musings.) || 📞

i watched 'weapons' today and this scene is deadass the ghost kids hunting purple flurp in the springlock scene

#🎬 || time for bear. (ooc.) || 🎬#gore /#blood /#death /#violence /#Youtube

"A MINECRAFT MOVIE" SENTENCE STARTERS || ALWAYS ACCEPTING! || @bravevolunteer

bravevolunteer asked: ❝ I did a terrible thing…I grew up. ❞

[Ralph didn't know how to react at first; his paternal instinct battled against his perceptions of the remaining Aftons, particularly after the Bite of '83. It was unfair of him to profile a teenaged Michael as a monster, like his father, but he'd witnessed the ways that Michael had tormented his brother. Ralph had been too much of a coward to intervene, but his sympathies always fell to poor Evan, whom reminded him of himself at that age -- terrified of his own family and unable to fight back.]

[It was a shame to admit it, but he'd blamed Michael even more than he'd blamed himself ( and that was saying something ). It had been years -- decades -- and he still felt just as wary as he did back then. It didn't help that Michael had become the spitting image of his father. Hell, he wouldn't admit it now, but that was the reason he'd approached in the first place.]

[He thought he'd walled off Afton's corpse years ago. After learning the truth of Freddy's, though...he wouldn't have been surprised if he was talking to a real-life zombie.]

[Regardless...Michael was here, albeit raggedy, shambling, and discolored. Ralph tried not to think about the reason why. Despite his misgivings...if any of the Aftons deserved a second chance, it was Michael. He'd still been a kid back then, and in hindsight, he probably needed kindness just as much as Evan did.]

❝ Well...it's never too late for that. ❞ [Ralph smiled, choosing to embrace his paternal instincts.] ❝ Now, I know aging is frowned upon these days...but it isn't a terrible thing. The older you get, the wiser you'll be. And hey, I know I'd rather be a wise old fart than a clueless little kid! ❞

[Ralph laughed at his own stupid quip. Silly as it was, though, it was borne from an effort to empathize with Michael. Michael had been aggressive in his teenage years, but Ralph had been naïve and overly trusting. Both perspectives had their faults. Ralph might not have killed anybody directly, but his loyalty to Freddy's had made him unknowingly complicit...and when you looked at it that way, his kill count was higher than Michael's would ever be.]

[He desperately tucked those thoughts and relentless guilt into the recesses of his mind, where nobody would ever find them.] ❝ But, uh, seriously...I'm glad you were able to grow up. ❞ [He intentionally stressed the word. Being part of the Afton family must have been...difficult.]

❝ And...I'm sorry. For, um...not being there for you. ❞

[Sure, Ralph wasn't a relative...but he was a dad at his core. There had been many times where Afton's littles were ignored or abandoned, and in each case, Ralph had stepped up to make them feel safe and happy. That was what had convinced him to stay at Freddy's for so long; he wanted to make kids smile, and he wanted to protect them. Yet in Michael's case, Ralph had never taken the time to cheer him up or make him feel seen. Michael was so close to him in age that Ralph ignorantly assumed he didn't need help or attention. If he was old enough to operate a springlock suit, then surely he was old enough to be left on his own and make his own decisions, right?]

[Boy...he couldn't have been more wrong. If only he'd known.]

#bravevolunteer #bravevolunteer; 001 #📞 |v| got out alive. (003a.) |v| 📞#📞 || i'm glad i recorded my messages for you when i did. (answered.) || 📞#{ SORRY THIS WOUND UP SO LONG }#{ i was just shaking screaming crying punching a wall........ }

yes... i am ready for the f.naf 2 movie now...

#🎬 || time for bear. (ooc.) || 🎬#{ shoutout to official merch that incorrectly gives freddy a red stripe on his hat... }#{ VERY easy to turn it into toy freddy }

kosmogrl

don’t take my defeatism too seriously I will always begin again and again no matter what

kosmogrl

I might sound miserable most of the time but at my core I’m a very hopeful person

#📞 || remember to smile; you are the face of freddy fazbear's pizza! (musings.) || 📞#{ real 😔🤘 }

i really really need to expand on this later but oh man. lately i just think about how young ralph was when he got indoctrinated to the cult of fazbear........................

#🎬 || time for bear. (ooc.) || 🎬#{ please @ me have the energy after your interview tomorrow to discuss the new ralph timeline PLEASE }#{ do i hate the direction of new lore unless we make a fun connection to original lore? yes. }#{ BUT do i also love the overall gameplay and SOME of the lore? yes. }#{ forever thinking about the tape that's like. ''what is their issue with the springlock suits? just hire some teens like we always do!'' }#{ and yes that is your hint on how im going to connect the dots like charlie kelly making the deranged pepe sylvia theory board. }

chaosmultiverse

"Huh, you're not? But... You're so... I dunno you're good at talking, I like talking to you." To them it seemed silly to say he was bad with words when he was so nice, wasn't that the important thing? "Anyway, thanks."

It was a little odd talking to Ralph because he actually could see it, that they were hurt, that things were wrong, maybe it was because he wasn't a creative like the rest of the people Evan knew? They weren't really sure what made him different.

Evan simply nodded, they- They didn't know how to verbally keep up the lie that they agreed, that they didn't think there was rotten inside them, but they didn't want to make the man worry any more.

Evan simply nodded hearing it didn't stop, they didn't really seem surprised just sad for Ralph, like they suspected it didn't stop, people like Ralph's father or theirs or their brother don't change.

"It's okay, I wanted the truth not... I dunno, I wanted the truth, no sorry needed. Besides that gives me ideas, and I- thank you, I dunno how to get away with that, usually I'm supposed to be here or around home, but I mean Michael gets away with going wherever so I'm sure theres a way." They also could get away with wandering around their neighborhood but the last time they tried to walk more than a couple of blocks away from home & Fredbears it had happened to be on their father's car route and that might have psyched them oit a fair bit.

"Anyway my idea, I could run a detective agency! That's plently of reason to be out and about, and no one is gonna mess with me if I'm looking for someone's bike or pet, yeah?" It seemed like Evan had taken those kid detective books out there as some sort of indication of how that'd work in real life.

"They probably would be! I mean no one likes being disliked, that'd be weird if they did." It really was a feeling they won't wish on an innocent animal.

Evan didn't really know how to answer the question about the Emily's, they were nice they guessed but... They were friends with their family, Mr. Emily was their father's friend first and foremost, and Charlie & Sammy were decent, even nice! But... Even couldn't help but resent them a bit, their parents were better and they were nice to Michael too. Either way they didn't wanna get into this all, it was mean, they didn't wanna be mean about the Emily's.

"They're nice, I uh, honestly though I never know what to talk about with them, we don't have a lot in common, but they're nice. Uncle Henry got me a detective costume for my birthday last year, that was cool, he's a really good gift giver."

"You have a daughter?" That was starting to explain why he was so good at talking to kids "I- you don't bring her here do you? I mean after they freaked her out and all."

"Ha yeah, I guess you could say that." If nothing else Fredbear was a good listener.

"Hm, not much, I wasn't tall enough until recently and my brother likes it a lot when he's here, but maybe when dad brings me here instead I could check it out. Any games you like? Any tips?"

phonetutorials

[Ralph laughed weakly at the unforeseen compliment; it really did mean a lot to him to hear that he could be a good speaker, at least with kids. If only he could be "good at talking" while reading company policies...maybe then, he'd be a little less self-conscious.] ❝ Thanks, bud. For what it's worth, I like talking to you, too. ❞

[Evan was quiet for a moment, presumably taking everything in. Ralph just hoped that their silence wasn't out of self-deprecation, the way it would have been for him. Ralph could never internalize any encouragement he received. If Evan was the same way, then none of Ralph's words would really stick with them...and unfortunately, that problem was a reflection of Evan's grim home life. Evan deserved better. They were such a good kid...but they were born under the wrong roof.]

[Ralph's expression fell when Evan nodded. He worried about the message he was sending, though it was truthful. He didn't want to instill such nihilism into a child who simply needed kindness, but he didn't want to instill false hope either. He wished he could do more.]

[Fortunately, Evan didn't respond negatively...in fact, it seemed that Ralph's honesty had inspired them. What a relief.]

❝ Yeah, I...I know it's not something you want to hear, but I'm glad that it helped. And hey, like I said, you're more than welcome to hide out here. ❞ [...Even though it was strictly against company policy. Ralph opened his mouth to speak again, to offer a second home, but he instead bit his tongue. Sure, sharing his house might guarantee Evan's safety, but he was already dreading the trouble he'd get into just for sheltering Evan in an "employees only" area. He didn't want to risk further upsetting Mr. Afton. But...if he got the opportunity, he'd gladly take Evan in.]

[To his surprise ( and relief ), Evan already had an idea in mind. A detective agency, huh? "Whimsical" as it was, Evan had evidently put some thought into it. If they were running all across town -- and therefore, out of their house and away from their family -- then they wouldn't have to worry about being tormented. In theory, at least. At that thought, Ralph quietly ( and hopefully discreetly ) knocked three times on the office's deck. It wasn't wooden, but the simple, albeit paranoid, gesture eased his mind.]

❝ That isn't a bad idea! I think you'd be a great detective. ❞ [Ralph started with a smile. It was his job as a parent and Fazbear employee to encourage the littles' ideas and creativity, and although he couldn't help worrying about a concept like this, he could definitely offer enough support to make it safe and fun.] ❝ Do you have a place in mind? To set up your agency, I mean. Oh, and what about transportation -- er, how would you get around? Walking around as a detective would be pretty tough on your feet, y'know? ❞

[Aaand it seemed that his experience with interviews was rubbing off on him a little. He was treating this like a proper, adult business opportunity when it was supposed to be fun. He cleared his throat and started again.] ❝ ...Hey, if you want, I could collect some of the missing posters around town for you. Just to get your agency off the ground, y'know? And if you ever need a ride or some tips, I could, uh...I might be able to help. ❞ [That distinction was important; he could definitely make time to give Evan rides around town, but his schedule wasn't consistent enough to guarantee that. And as for tips? He would not be able to help. He wasn't terrible at solving puzzles. But before he bit off more than he could chew, he paused so Evan had a chance to speak.]

❝ Right? I can't help feeling like everyone forgets the "golden rule," even with animals. ❞ ["Treating others the way you want to be treated" really wasn't that hard, and yet...]

[From Ralph's perspective, it seemed natural for the Aftons and Emilys to be friends -- children included. He'd assumed they were practically one big family...but evidently, that wasn't the case. Huh. Ralph really ought to temper his expectations...they were rarely accurate.]

❝ Oh, uh- I see. ❞ [At the very least, it seemed like Mr. Emily was kind towards Evan. He'd hoped that Mr. Emily would at least be a close enough "relative" to go to in times of need, but...that didn't seem to be the case. Evan really was isolated. It broke Ralph's heart.] ❝ Well...I'm glad that Mr. Emily -- er, "Uncle Henry" -- is nice to you. That's a really thoughtful present. And now you'll hopefully get a chance to use it! ❞

[Right -- Evan didn't know that Ralph had a kid. That wasn't very surprising, though, since...]

❝ Gosh, no. The way she screamed and cried, I -- I promised I'd never bring her here again. ❞ [Sure, it was inconvenient not being able to take her to work with him, but he'd gladly take the alternative of sending her to her grandma's over taking her to Fredbear's. He still couldn't forgive himself for her disaster of a birthday party, and to this day ( this moment, even ), he still got choked up over it. That birthday would have been one of her first solid memories, and he'd ruined it. He breathed shakily and quickly wiped his tears. This wasn't about him, nor was it about Pel.]

❝ ...I'm sorry. ❞ [It wasn't lost on him that Evan was making a comparison. Coppelia had a horrifying experience, so Ralph refused to bring her back here; Evan was terrified of the place, yet his family continued to bring him here. Evan's situation was cruel...and Ralph was helpless to stop it. He already felt a kinship with the poor kid, so knowing that at the end of the day, they'd have to return to a miserable, hate-filled home devastated him. If only Mr. Afton wasn't in charge...] ❝ It isn't fair. You deserve a nice home and a family that won't hurt you. There...isn't much that I can do, but for what it's worth, I'll always be here. You aren't alone. ❞

[Ralph relaxed when the conversation returned to simplicity. He beamed when Evan expressed his curiosity for the arcade, even if his access was limited. Of course his brother would frequent the arcade...Evan never got a break.]

❝ I bet you'd love the arcade, kiddo. Maybe one of these days, I could give you an actual tour...but for now, I'll settle for giving you some tips. I'm a bit of an expert because -- and don't tell big ol' Mr. Fredbear about this -- sometimes I sneak off to play the games. ❞ [He winked as though he was sharing a terrible secret, but it was just an exaggeration. Truthfully, Ralph took his job too seriously to slack off without good reason. But...if he could sneak in a round of Skee-Ball when there wasn't a guest in sight, then he'd gladly do so. He never got a break ( literally -- Fredbear's did not grant its employees a single mandated break ), so the arcade fulfilled that need.]

❝ Let's see...I'd say that there are three types of arcade games. There's skill-based stuff, like Foxskee-Ball and Foxy's Shoot-'em-Up; luck-based stuff, like Chica's Chick Pond and Foxy's Treasure Hunt; and games that're just there for fun, like Freddy in Space. ❞ [Jeez, he sounded like he was reading off of a script...and he probably was. He'd memorized so many of them that he might as well be a corporate puppet. He cleared his throat. Be human this time, Ralph.]

❝ Um...basically, there are plenty of games, but you'll probably find your favorite based on the, uh, "genre" you like. I really like Foxskee-Ball, and not just because Foxy's my favorite! ❞ [Slipping! You're slipping back into corporate mode!] ❝ ...I just like the skill-based stuff. It's pretty fun, and if you're good at it, you'll get plenty of tickets too! ❞

#chaosmultiverse #chaosmultiverse; 001 #📞 |v| remember to smile! (001.) |v| 📞#{ noted!! 👍👍 }#{ i always feel kinda bad because everyone has a different version of the fnaf timeline but !! notes like that help a lot thank you <333 }#{ someday my brain will function. until then i think im gonna make a note sheet for lore divergence so i can be a little better about it }#{ also i love that so much!!! being a detective really is The Dream! }#{ tbh the fnaf verse could use a good detective SO evan would be doing a big service for everyone if he didn't die hxcgcjh.......... }#{ also damn with every reply he comes a little bit closer to just slamming filled-out adoption papers on purple flurp's desk- }#{ it'd definitely prompt a huge court battle BUT... worth it }#{ also ralph doesn't know how lucky it would be for him to get fired tbh. poor man and his loyalty to the worst company </3 }#child abuse /

PRODUCT SENTENCE STARTERS || ALWAYS ACCEPTING! || @redgentleengie

redgentleengie asked: "How do you put up with this stuff, Ralph?" (FazEnt employees sympathizing with each other over the mess?)

❝ I cant tell you how many times I've asked myself the same thing. ❞

[There was a reason that he was actively seeking other jobs...actually, there were many reasons. The pay, the danger, the never-ending tragedies, and inevitable confrontations...Ralph was always the one to deal with "unruliness." He didn't mind it so much at first; he liked being trusted with responsibilities above his pay grade! But now...]

[He got a pit in his stomach every time he saw a parent without their child in tow. He understood why they were so devastated, especially as a parent himself, but the blame often fell on him...and he deserved it. He'd been hired to be a protector...to make sure that children made it out safely. As was often the case now, he'd failed them.]

[Every single confrontation chipped at his heart, and it took all of his strength to cling to a single piece. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. In a way, he was looking forward to taking the night shift, despite all of the complaints from previous employees. It'd be...a break, almost. It couldn't be any worse than withstanding countless, sometimes violent, complaints and threats to sue. And maybe...maybe it would alleviate some of his guilt.]

❝ Heh, I think you're actually pretty lucky. ❞ [He smiled wryly, holding an ice pack against his cheek.] ❝ You've only got the animatronics to deal with, right? I bet they're a lot friendlier. Makes me wish I got a degree in engineering. ❞

#redgentleengie #redgentleengie; 002 #📞 || i'm glad i recorded my messages for you when i did. (answered.) || 📞#{ EMPLOYEE BONDING TIME !!! }

"A MINECRAFT MOVIE" SENTENCE STARTERS || ALWAYS ACCEPTING! || @sorevivals

sorevivals asked: ❝ I have no idea what I'm doing. ❞ (from ollie!)

❝ Yeah...I noticed. ❞

[Ralph turned back to face Ollie and set a plate in front of her; on it were some freshly microwaved leftovers from breakfast. It wasn't much, but it was food, and Ralph had enough experience with running away to know how agonizing hunger could be.]

[He sat beside her, his expression a mix of concern and sympathy. He didn't know where to start. Running away was a natural part of the teenage experience, but in Ollie's case...it seemed permanent, albeit justified. Ralph had technically been working under Afton for years, and in that time, he'd witnessed enough tragedy to understand how dangerous it must have been under his roof. He'd wanted to intervene so many times, and on several occasions, he did. But...it wasn't enough. He still failed them.]

[...Perhaps this was a chance for redemption.]

❝ ...I won't stop you from running. I've been in your shoes before. Sometimes, it's safer on the streets than in your own house. But... ❞ [Ralph sighed, taking a moment to find his words.] ❝ A plan is the most important part. You have to keep your future in mind, y'know? You can't get anywhere without money...and how long have you been without food? ❞

[Ralph wasn't a monster; he wouldn't kick her back out on the street while she didn't have a penny to her name, nor any rations for the trip. His point was that it was dangerous to leave the way she had, and she needed to be prepared before she ran again.]

❝ ...Like I said, I won't keep you from leaving. I just want to make sure you have everything you need before you head out, and I'll give you as much as I can afford. Just...know that you have a home here if you need it. Okay? ❞

#sorevivals #sorevivals; 001 #📞 |v| got out alive. (003a.) |v| 📞#📞 || i'm glad i recorded my messages for you when i did. (answered.) || 📞#{ gnawing on my ''ralph WILL adopt afton's kids'' headcanons... }#{ i figured i'd also make this ''ralph survived!'' because sister location- }#{ thank god ralph refused to touch freddy's after a certain point because DAMN... }#{ michael is one thing but ralph would be just as easy to trick because he just wants to help....... }

to anyone looking to purchase a house: don't

#🎬 || time for bear. (ooc.) || 🎬#negative /#vent /#{ specifically old homes that predate. idk. the 1800s? i dont know history or architecture }#{ for the record i live in my partner's parents' old house and like. }#{ it. is. so. fucked. }#{ sometimes i really wonder whether an apartment would accrue as much money as our house has in the last 5 years }#{ and not just mortgage money or whatever- REPAIR money }#{ i am in hell }#{ currently have a plumber here to install a new toilet and it went from a 15-30 minute project to- }#{ ok we have to CUT OUT THE FLOOR BC THE WOOD IS ROTTED }#{ jesus fuck. }#{ it isn't even our fault necessarily????? my partner's mom (who is evil) neglected the house so badly and LIED about its condition }#{ 'oh all you'll have to do is replace the roof tiles' BET???????????? }#{ we don't even have hot water because we can't afford to replace our water heater man }#{ im just so. tired. i have a stress migraine going on already. today is gonna be sooooo much fun }

bippus

Ohhhh so I was doomed from the beginning okay

#📞 || remember to smile; you are the face of freddy fazbear's pizza! (musings.) || 📞#{ real.......... }

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